Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1887-04-20

twenty-third it will be linked with nine
forever!'
| "Oh, non'
''This little affair has affrighted your
says Boyle, with dark glance. "In q
distant land, under different circum-
stances, you will readily forget it."
| Forget this night?'
sAnd all, and every one belonging to
It."
"You hope too much" ..
sThis hope is my life! It shall not be
too much! You shrink now; your
woman's heart fails you; but in the time
to come there will be no room for regret.
Joy shall fill your days. Come, take cour-
age"
"Not for such cause as this"
GA truce to folly' cries he, with q flash
Of passion. "L tell you you are mine, and
shall follow me where 60. Have you
forgotten your oath, your promise?"
''That promise was given to Paul An
nerley," returns she firmly.
"That promise was given to me! To
me--do you hear? whether my name be
Grant, Boyle, or Paul Annerley, or-the
devil! Gomez Going nearer to her, he
grasps her hand, 81 cannot speak to you
with all these gaping fools around; come
to some other room.'' o.,.....
+ He drags her toward the door, not
brutally, but with determination. Duran,
going quickly up, by sudden sharp
wrench delivers her from him. He would
perhaps have done more, but that Nadine's
agonized glance of entreaty restraints him.
This glance fortunately Boyle fails to see.
'Who are you to dare to interferes" he
cries savagely, glancing at Duran.
"Keep back! This matter is between
me and Miss Roche"
His gaze returns to Nadine, and again
it rests upon her, his crime, his ruin, his
coming exile!
"Nadiner' he says, and his voice has
grown wonderfully soft.
"Think, my beloved! Would you cast
me off now? now, when the world has cast
me off? See would not plead to you,
T would not throw myself so altogether
ON your ;rcy-even though that mercy
means the saving of my soul-but that I
know no other man is dearer to you than
I. Your own lips have told me this.
Your voice, as you gave me the blessed
assurance, still rings in my ears"
Duran, who has been standing near her,
with his eyes upon the ground, lifts them
slowly now and fixes them upon Nadine.
He has grown very pale.
Nadine is standing with white lips and
raised head, her glance riveted upon
Boyle, as though fascinated.
'That I have not gained your entire
heart know" continues Grant, in the
same low but impassioned tone. "But I
tea 1ry;fl tho 1yynpp1odno that
other has gained it. Come! what is there
to wait for in this land? Your heart, if
not quite mine, is still your own. If you
follow me it is to gain slave who will
call your hghtest wish dear command.
Gomez
Again he takes her hand. Softly this
time-with gentlest care; and the girl, as
though in dream, suffers herself to be
led toward the door. A step or two she
goes, then stops confusedly, and raising
one little pink palm presses it convulsive-
ly to her brow.
"You hesitate, my love! But why,
whys" whispers he, still with his glowing
eyes on hers, his grasp growing warmer.
"Nay, consider! Would you send me out
into the cold, the dark, forlorn, lost, with
out the one sweet thing crave, whose
presence will restore to me light and hope
and joy? Oh! have pity, love! And re-
member, too you are mine! Mine only!
If have sinned it was to gain means to
make home for you elsewhere. For you
have resigned fortune, home in my own
country, honor-all! Now, when every
mans hand is against me, you, at least,
Will not draw back.'' -
A shiVer runs through Nadine; this
lying speech, false in all but the wild
love that speaks through it, stirs her
frame and holds her against her will.
All power of volition seems gone from
her She suffers her hand to be passively
in his; like sobs her breath rushes from
her breast AS though conquered by
superior power, she lets herself be led
slowly but surely toward the door, be-
yond which lies captivity. She feels
numbed, senseless. She would fain cry
aloud; but some strange inward force
strikes her dumb. Already the threshold
is reached.
She pauses mechanically. The anguish
in the eyes always fixed so immovably on
Boyle's warns him it is best to humor her
for the moment. That she is on the verge
of fainting is apparent to him.
vi Oil tAiS L "lA2 ASpety yoe "AoAA WAN
service of lifetime" he whispers eager
ly. MY beloved, collect your strength.
Trust to me wholly. And think-think
always of the blessedness Of the work be-
fore you! I will repent for your sake. I
will lead from henceforth godly life
for your sweet sake. Oh, Nadine! my
very soul is yours to make or mar! Your
promise to me! You shall think of that
too! 1t gave you to me; it made you
mine! Mine for all eternity! Come! To-
gether we must be forevern'
Again he endeavors to draw her across
the threshold.
"Neverr'
The word rings out loud and clear and
desperate. And then even clearer, and
filled with passionate entreaty:
"Maurice!" she cries, in a tone that
thrills the hearts Of all present.